i know an intelligent older man from my small town that has a nice garden and plays music.
his brother is a fellow in the area who chose to be homeless.
it's been awhile, but i think i heard that life was more than he wanted
too much
him and his dogs rome the streets in the area.
i remember them setting up camp outside of the Goodwill
and McDonalds
i'd walk by them from time to time.
he'd say hello but he never asked for anything.
now that i'm older and have experienced what i have
the clutter, the chaos, the taxes,
the never-ending pile of clothes that need to be folded.
his decision makes a little more sense.
i get it.
take me with you brother.
if i could go back in time
i'd scrape down my purse for every gum covered coin i could find.
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